1. In the hour of trial,
  Jesus, plead for me,
  Lest by base denial,
  I depart from Thee;
  When Thou seest me waver,
  With a look recall,
  Nor for fear or favor
  Suffer me to fall.
2. Should Thy mercy send me
  Sorrow, toil, and woe;
  Or should pain attend me
  On my path below;
  Grant that I may never
  Fail Thy hand to see;
  Grant that I may ever
  Cast my care on Thee.
3. When the last hour cometh,
  Fraught with stife and pain,
  When Thou, Lord, returneth
  To the earth again;
  On Thy truth relying
  As that hour draws near,
  Jesus, take me, waiting,
  To Thy presence dear.